The Sleeping Prince's Romance

The people who were suppressed by Sakakitaro's aura and fell silent immediately began to discuss impatiently after Sakakitaro's figure disappeared from sight.

At the beginning, it was one thing to watch a few first-year freshmen defeat the head of the tennis department and be elected. Now that the defeated positions were really replaced by three first-year freshmen, everyone still couldn't help being shocked in their hearts.

It may have existed in the history of Ice Empress that the head of the tennis department was held by a first-year student, but the current head was pulled down by the freshmen on the first day of school and became the former head or something... But I have never heard of it!

It has to be said that Atobe, Shinozu and Jiro have already made history.

After a while...

"Oh!"

Shocking cheers suddenly filled the entire tennis court. The cheering people included Jirou's support team from the past, new admirers who were impressed by the performance of Atobe, Ninakuzu and Jirou today, and all the freshmen.

Atobe, Shinozu and Jirou... these three freshmen really did a great job!

"Snapped!"

Atobe suddenly raised his arm and snapped his fingers.

Logically speaking, in such a noisy environment, the sound of a mere snap of fingers is really too small, but perhaps everyone's attention was on the three of them, so almost everyone saw his movements.

Unanimously, everyone stopped at the same time, staring fixedly at Atobe, not knowing what he was going to do.

He was obviously very satisfied with the effect of snapping his fingers. From his expression, which was not concealed at all, everyone could see that this young man was full of ambition.

"Is there any training in the tennis club tomorrow?"

Atobe looked at Aoyama, the former head of the tennis club.

Facing Kami Atobe's gaze, Aoyama's face turned blue and white, which was ugly, especially Atobe asked himself this simple thing that all the tennis club members knew, and he deliberately turned the scene To make it so quiet, in Aoyama's view, this is Atobe's provocation and contempt for him!

However, even if he is not angry in his heart, Aoyama must answer Atobe's question unless he withdraws from the department——

Because now the head of the tennis department, the surname is the Ministry of Tradition!

"Because school has just started, there are only department activities on Monday, Wednesday and Friday. There will be no training in the tennis department on Tuesday tomorrow."

Aoyama's words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, looking at Atobe's eyes, he wanted to kill him.

It's a pity that after getting the answer, Atobe looked away lightly, and even ignored Aoyama's hatred!

That's right, he defeated Aoyama in front of so many people, Atobe didn't have the habit of paying attention to his defeated opponents!

"Is there a manager in the tennis department?"

Atobe glanced at everyone's faces and asked again.

"Yes, yes!"

A thin female voice came over, and then a girl who was standing not far from the main election ran over quickly:

"I am the head of the tennis department, the head of the Atobu!"

The pretty-looking female voice stared at Atobe with a red heart in her eyes, and she was obviously one of the girls he conquered.

"my name is……"

I'm very glad that I can be in the same club with such a handsome Atobe in the future. The manager of the tennis department who can get close to him is planning to introduce himself to Atobe, so that Atobe can have a deeper impression of himself.

It's a pity that Atobe didn't mean to listen to her at all, and directly said his order:

"Notify all members of the tennis club to gather at the tennis court at seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

Atobe is undeniably authentic.

"but……"

It was Aoyama who interjected. It was he who decided to work three times a week. Atobe directly revised his deployment as soon as he took office, which made Aoyama feel very, very uncomfortable.

"No buts!"

Atobe interrupted Aoyama's words again, the firmness in the voice could be heard clearly by everyone on and off the field:

"From now on, the master of the tennis department has the final say!"

After finishing speaking, Atobe ignored the different expressions of other people and Aoyama's angry look, and turned his attention to the girl just now again:

"Did you hear my uncle's order clearly, manager? If you can't do it, immediately submit a resignation application."

Even if the other party is a girl, Atobe's words are not polite at all.

"I can do it, Minister Atobe."

The manager was about to cry, she didn't expect this handsome boy with such strong tennis ability to be so indifferent.

But compared to the manager's grievances, the other girls who were jealous of her being so close to the main election, especially Atobe, Shinozu, and Jirou, were happy in their hearts. The smiles on their faces were gloating!

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After it was decided that all tennis club members would participate in club activities tomorrow, Atobe felt that today's work had been done and his goal had been achieved, so he asked the others to leave first.

In Atobe’s memory, there is no family or large conglomerate named Akutagawa in Japan, so Jiro Akutagawa’s family should not be particularly wealthy. If I remember correctly, Jiro Akutagawa’s resume listed his parents’ occupations, which seems to be the beginning A dry cleaner?

In this way, maybe Akutagawa Jiro didn't have a car to pick him up and down to and from school.

Thinking of this, Atobe decided to tell Ciro that he would send him home by himself.

However, when Atobe turned his head, except for the familiar blue head, he didn't see the warm orange at all.

"Where did Jiro Akutagawa go, Shinobu?"

Atobe asked Shinobu, as if he should know the answer for granted.

——Don’t use this to make a big mistake. I didn’t look at me in the eyes of Akutagawa Jirou, okay, Atobe!

Enduring enough to keep complaining in his heart——

I'm not Akutagawa Jirou's nanny!

But Shinobu's character is not as arbitrary as Atobe's after all, so even if he thought so in his heart, what he said still answered Atobe's question:

"over there."

Ninzuzu pointed to the sidelines:

"He ran over after Director Sakaki left."

Looking in the direction of Shinobu's fingers, even Atobe couldn't help but twitch slightly——

Who is that boy who is lying sideways on the bench but Jiro Akutagawa that he is looking for?

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"Did he stay up late last night?"

Atobe really doesn't understand how a person can be so lethargic:

"He has been sleeping during the day, he slept in the stands when we were playing, and now he sleeps on the bench..."

Atobe wondered if he should feel admiration for Jiro:

"In such a noisy environment, how did Akutagawa Jiro fall asleep? Besides, there's only one person outside, so he's not afraid of catching a cold?"

Saying that, Atobe walked towards Jirou while taking off his tracksuit jacket.

"Wait a minute, Atobe."

Originally, Shinobu was also speechless about Jirou's lethargy, but after Atobe finished speaking, he vaguely noticed something was wrong.